Everybody`s Crazy lyrics

Artist  : Nas 
Song : Everybody`s Crazy



 Send "Everybody`s Crazy" Ringtone to your Cell 

  [Nas]
Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with
white wings
Nas the Viking fresh from my ankles thankful
Gangster see gangster do I'm Langston Hughes
predecessor
Gun on my dresser slang I use upset college
professor
More knowledge than Webster dictionary obituary
column plus sign 'em
the first fake rapper murdered for rhyming
The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss cheese 'em
up
My wrist is freezing up sick of these ducks on my
hiatus
Poking out their chest like they tall as sky
scrapers
But they small as a shanty in a African village 
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers 
Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying
your familia
You screaming like you love war

[Hook: repeat 2X]
Everybody's crazy 
Somebody's gonna get shot get rob get done get
stomp get drop
Ladies love thugs and my thug love hip hop
Thugs love ladies and ladies they love hip hop

[Nas]
Peace fuck you with a fist in your ass
You pussy with yeast, you shook of the streets,
you a Sisqo fag
You know blood baths I makes 'em fake thugs I
hate 'em
8 slug I'm bustin' no discussion or waiting
Cause now Instead of coke rhymes it's laying
No analog it's digital criminals turned rapper
times is changing
niggaz get flashier houses more plusher 
Bitches giving ass up at ages more younger
Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a glock
they keep squeezing
 
Bullets stop in your sternum they stop you from
breathing
I'm light year far your mouth get all white
when I'm near you I frighten your heart
I want you to watch me notice stare look closely
Feel I'm who you posed to be real I know it hurts
you
Soldiers approach you, you want to squash it, you
older than most dudes
Although Nas did you and your whole crew, but

[Hook]

[Nas]
I know where niggaz sleep; it's too many schemes
too many plots
War plus money man I got too many spots
Hungry niggaz get tutored to thinking new shit to
come up
Killers fuck with killers you sleeping you
getting stuck up
Not me your not ready I'm low but I be watching
We all connected so your man know my man
Your man knows my fam' they was cool when they
was locked up
Beat cases and now niggaz back on the block what
Bothers is taking secret routes when they drive
Tinted windows ears to the street stay on their
job
Peep niggaz that go t prices on their head so
high
Their own my will take the contract surprise
So we play a mental game intimidation 
Got pussy niggaz get pressed up on and paying
I wish these niggaz would step up wait for the
day an
Since I'm famous they thinking assault rifles
won't be spraying
Who ever thinking coming to my vault for the safe
I got some niggaz with acid get it thrown in your
face
Play dirty catch your moms in J-30
Whatever whodie we all crazy we all 7:30 now

[Hook]